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Issue: 358 | 5th day of Gathering, Y10 |
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Short Stories
![](//images.neopets.com/nt/ntimages/102_blue_eyrie.gif) | Home for an EyrieShe lived alone and in the wild. It was very fun, though; she could fly anywhere she wanted and explore everything...
by rodeopets | ![](//images.neopets.com/nt/ntimages/113_kacheek_tree.gif) | Captain Kacheek and the Great StormI would love to be a sailor, she thought. Always finding new places. At least I've already taken the courses in Neopia School of Learning...
by chemi2468 | ![](//images.neopets.com/nt/ntimages/358_gelert_garden.gif) | Alone No MoreAlarmed, Seth stared at her and shook his head innocently. "But I didn't do it!" It was true.
by whiskerun | ![](//images.neopets.com/nt/ntimages/358_negg_storm.gif) | How the Meerca Lost His Fish NeggThe wind rapped on the window. "Let me in. I want to come in. Please, please let me in," the wind said.
by goldenangel75 | ![](//images.neopets.com/nt/ntimages/341_lenny.gif) | Re-writing Neopian History"Hiding in the library like a coward? It’s no wonder you don't have any friends."
by tyhaosi | ![](//images.neopets.com/nt/ntimages/358_lupe_carnivore.gif) | Strictly VegetarianThe Lenny gasped. "You eat meat?! How can you do that?!"
by duckieballoon | ![](//images.neopets.com/nt/ntimages/188_fyora.gif) | Rulers of NeopiaAnd everyone turned into a piece of wood or plastic used to make straight lines. Ivy was right!
by kotaeia | ![](//images.neopets.com/images/frontpage/neoquest2_frontpage.gif) | UnsentRohane,
It's been AGES since your last letter. I have a thousand questions to ask you...
by precious_katuch14 | ![](//images.neopets.com/nt/ntimages/358_imiya_maths.gif) | Aisha DreamsProblems multiply, threateningly, filling her mind. But not tonight.
by mamasimios | ![](//images.neopets.com/images/frontpage/xweetok_day_2006.gif) | MoonchildNatty sometimes imagines she can remember the sun. What it feels like, warm and soft, on her skin.
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Headlines "Moonchild" by concertogreat_8 She's dancing, all alone, on the wet grass under the full moon. Her arms are outstretched and her thin white nightgown flies out around her legs as she twirls round and round. Her hair looks like liquid silver in the moonlight; she's like something unearthly, strange."Natty!" Claire is calling her. Claire is always calling. Claire is the one who watches out for her, of course. She likes that...
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